On the trail we saw a brown and orange butterfly. It reminded me of a Gulf Frill.
I experienced my first Trail Magic. A lady had left watermelon and brownies at our mail box. We walked by at first. The lady came out of her house and called us back. She was real nice and talked about the trail and what to expect into Hanover. We ate a slice of watermelon. It was hmm, hmm, good.
We started walking down the road to Hanover, New Hampshire.
